Half a year. My baby boy has been with us for half of an entire year and I truly cannot believe how much I love him every single day.
When I was pregnant I had no idea what to expect when it came to loving my child. I knew I would love him, sure, but it just was one of those things where I had no expectation. I knew I loved our dogs and I knew that I would love him even more than that, but how do you even quantify that? So I loved him the best I knew how and waited til he decided it was time to make his appearance.
These days I fall in love with him more every day, much like I’ve done with his father ever since I met him. I watch him while he nurses and tear up at how incredible he is. I watch him learn and grow and move and thank God that he’s healthy and happy. I see him sleep peacefully, and am so unbelievably thankful that I was chosen to be his mother. I still can’t quantify the love I have for my sweet son, but now it’s because there’s just so much of it and not because I don’t know what to expect.
Six months (and two days) ago I was on my way to the hospital to give birth, not knowing what it would be like to be a mother and to raise a baby with Nate. I didn’t know how my life would change, how my body would react, or even how to change a diaper. But now I know something that the woman who was on her way to the hospital that sunny March day didn’t know: that being a mommy is truly the best job in the entire world.
This past month has been full of new things in Wes’s life:
- his first avocado
- his first lake trip (I still need to post about that for you guys!)
- his first adventures in log rolling
- his first time sitting on his own
- his first time to really want to play with the dogs (they’re still a little scared of his hands – he’s always aiming for their ears!)
- his first 12-month onsies (WHAT?!)
- his first flu shot
- his first time paddle boarding
- his first time in a kayak
- his first time in a boat
- his first dip in a (lukewarm) hot tub
And I’m sure so many more. His personality shows through more and more each day, and he’s always so curious about everything around him. He only ever wants to be facing forward, face-first towards the world so that he never misses a minute. His arms are always outstretched, welcoming whatever new experience is to come. He is amazingly smart, devastatingly adorable, and has dimples that touch my soul every time he smiles.
Sweet Weston, I love you more than I could ever say. You are truly a gift and our prayer for you is that you love the Lord above all other things and all other people, and that you would seek after His face every second of your beautiful life. We love you sweet son,
Mommy & Daddy